It wasn't about whether Pelerian's words were right or wrong, but the fact that I heard such words from Pelerian was the problem.
'Tsk.'
"This brat."
Daisy took me and Madam Rila to the monster research institute.
Monsters walking in voluntarily without any restraints like us must be rare.
The researchers looked at us with curious faces.
"Boss..."
'Don't be scared. We're just trying it anyway.'
Madam Rila was wearing her distinctive attire - a patchwork ensemble crafted from rough brown cloth that had the sturdy, practical look of well-worn workwear. The fabric had the telltale weave pattern of standard keeper uniforms, though transformed into something uniquely her own.
